rattle rattle...
(the doorknob.)
pound pound!
(on the wood.)
it’s Hatred,
in jeans and a
Stones t-shirt.
should’ve never
promised forever,
when he couldn’t either.
Author notes
I combined the quotes a bit, but mostly the first one.
A contest entry
- Charla and Corrines Quickie by x-Black-Butterfly-x.
300 points, ended April 10, 2008, 8 entries
• next poem in this contest, remove from contest
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~clap clap clap~ the first two stanzas were outstanding. in a weird way it reminds me of an abuser
best of luck. be well and be blessed
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Thanks. I was going for either an abuser or a jealous ex. Perhaps a mix of the two.
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